"I am the rotten teeth, my fists are lined with suckers. My prison skin's an eyesore mirror sketchpad. I am your son! Your dad! Your fag! I am your fad! Here is my real head! Here is my real head! I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me. Here is my real head!" I scream into the mic. I grab Twiggy's bass, knocking him on the ground behind me.
"Come on, Marilyn!" he tries to grab it, but I mess around with all the strings. The crowd seems to like it. After a minute or two of him trying to steal it back he decides on something else. I drop the bass but he still ignores it. He pulls my pants down and starts sucking me off. The crowd cheers in a frenzy.
"Maniggy!" Someone shouts. Maniggy. I like it. I think to myself. I ignore some of the boos, mainly from girls.
"Alright fuckers! Goodnight!" I yell into the mic and I walk of stage with Twiggs and the rest of the band. "Well then." I say, as we walk into the dressing room to get ready for the interview. He giggles. I smirk. "Alright, come on, we need to get ready for the Headbanger's Ball Interview." We get dressed in more appropriate attire and head out to the bus. Once we make it there, a guy immediately greets us.
"Great just in time. Riki is about to start." We nod and head inside. I go back to a blue trunk and start drawing on it.
"Yeah, that's right. Its gonna be a uh, very interesting Headbanger's Ball tonight. First of all, we're gonna take a whole hour and dedicate it to some live performances from Woodstock. Your gonna see Woodstock footage of Aerosmith, Primus, Nine Inch Nails, and Metallica. And we've also got Marilyn Manson, are gonna be stopping by. As you can see," He motions a hand toward me, I wave with the marker in my hand. "He's contemplating, destroying parts of the Headbanger's Ball, as we speak. We've also got videos from Type O-Negative, Megadeth, Sick of it All, Pantera and so much more. But right now we're gonna start off a lot of this Woodstock performance with Metallica. And here is For Whom the Bell Tolls." They start playing the music video and I leave the blue trunk and Twiggy goes and sits on top of it, drawing. "Obviously, uh, Woodstock was something that happened in 1994, and next week on The Headbanger's Ball we're gonna look back at some of the best things that the Headbanger's Ball did in 1994." I see him turn around and then face the camera again. He laughs and Twiggy makes a weird noise. "One of the great things uh, at Woodstock was Aerosmith's performance. They went on like, I think like at 1:30 in the morning. And we're gonna see a video from Aerosmith at Woodstock that you have never seen before in your entire lives." I walk over to Twiggy, as he keeps talking. I kiss him and he kisses me back. He grabs my crotch and we fall back on the trunk. "Still to come on Headbanger's Ball, we got videos from Pantera, videos from Megadeth, and something new from Sick of it All. But right now, typical guys next door, wanna welcome the band from Florida, Marilyn Manson. Band that we've been getting a lot of mail about. And wanna welcome you to the show. Now, for those of you who don't know..."
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"That fucking cocksucker! Who the hell does he think he is?! Man fuck this, we're not coming back here for another interview." We all pile into the bus. I chuck a rock before I enter. "I'm sorry he was so rude to you Twiggs." I say. He shrugs, still looking a little loopy from the drug he took.
"Its okay.." He fiddles with one of his dreads and goes back to the bunks. "I'm taking a nap!" He announces.
"Okay goodnight!" I yell back. The rest just ignore him. After a couple minutes I hear snoring. I chuckle and walk over to Tony to talk to him. "So where to now?" I ask, boredom consuming me.
"Remember?" He says quietly. "You've got a meeting with Kenneth."
"Oh yeah..."
"I'm dropping the boys off first and you can take the car to go meet him."
"Alright thanks Tony."
"No problem." Now...how am I going to go through with this?
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Marilyn Manson Portrait Of An American Family
FanfictionA Marilyn Manson Story. Based on his first album, back in the 1990's time era. (This will be a series of books so be prepared for the next one!) Enjoy!
